It reads like a Roald Dahl book at first, and it didn’t take very long to see that it’s trying to be a satirical parody. But of what you ask? Everything.

It takes shots at Twilight, corporations, superheroes, the RIAA, the IRS, etc.

The problem? Ridiculous racism. Gratuitous sexual innuendos. This was all about shock value, without any substance to speak of.

An example: A main character is compared to Mahatma Ghandi and Martin Luther King, Jr. because he fixes a printer.

Accountants are sheep, most employees are zombies, lawyers and execs are vampires. Arabs are portrayed horribly, Indians poorly, etc.

Everything is a caricature of a caricature. The Italian man is named Don Pastaoni, for example.

There are two good parts: When the author uses literal business speak copied from a Harvard MBA ad. It’s hilarious. Also, when Cow-Man says, “By the power of cow.” Neither of these two good parts were worth the whole read, though. They couldn’t save it from poor story-telling and rambling nonsense.

This book is sadly made worse by the inordinate number of typos I found. It was truly disappointing, as it just strengthens the stereotypes about self-publishing. Namely, that self-pubbed books are full of errors.

I wouldn’t recommend this read to anyone, and I’m disappointed that it was the start of this new series. This book = one star rating. Here’s to hoping for better luck next time.